"Channel F" lyrics
(feat. Kill Bill: The Rapper)
A whole lot of breakdowns
Not enough breakthroughs
Filled this void with distractions and obligations to evade you
I keep trying to become someone you'll respect and love
Even if that someone ain't me at all, but still it's best for us
It's been a minute since I felt the buzz
I guess it be that way
Pray my heart adapts and yet it never does
And I'll reveal a million personal truths if I have to
To distract you and myself from the actual cause of this vacuum
I won't tell nobody how to live they life
In fact, sometimes I feel like giving up on trying to configure mine
I feel insecure and selfish, but don't question why
And I can't see me in your eyes no more
Yet still I try
How the fuck am I supposed to change myself when I don't know who I am?
Feeling overwhelmed again
I'm so scared of letting go
I want to hold onto your hand
Cause if I don't, then I'ma fall
And I don't know where I'm gon' land
Feeling pained, feel insane, we both feeling anxious
If we're sick of this game, then we oughta change it
Loose grip, feel us slipping out of syncopation
Full clip to my temple finna help escape it
Feeling pained, feel insane, we both feeling anxious
If we're sick of this game, then we oughta change it
Loose grip, feel us slipping out of syncopation
Full clip to my temple finna help escape it
Been here before
I have to ask if we had ever left
Rabbits sharing breath with death; invested in the restlessness
Talk in circles
Walking lines until the floor is lava
Mirror-Moving every turn, it was a gorgeous mantra
I got so pretty playing up the strength to hide the ugly
It's either living eye-to-eye or let you die above me
I'm laying in the bed I made
I'm sick of crying ugly
I was the bullet in the brain inside a dying puppy
Afraid to tweet
I wasn't eating; I was losing weight
Grandmama called me
I was lying: said I'm doing great
Mama told me she was scared, I need to process
My favorite save file erased, I need the progress
I touched the blackest part of the mirror to change the gamma
Tripping over words and burnt bridges with the strangest grammar
The only time I ever thought that I should paint the manor
What ain't the answer
(What?)
Feeling pained, feel insane, we both feeling anxious
If we're sick of this game, then we oughta change it
Loose grip, feel us slipping out of syncopation
Full clip to my temple finna help escape it
Feeling pained, feel insane, we both feeling anxious
If we're sick of this game, then we oughta change it
Loose grip, feel us slipping out of syncopation
Full clip to my temple finna help escape it
Yeah alright...
Please don't...
Not enough breakthroughs
Filled this void with distractions and obligations to evade you
I keep trying to become someone you'll respect and love
Even if that someone ain't me at all, but still it's best for us
It's been a minute since I felt the buzz
I guess it be that way
Pray my heart adapts and yet it never does
And I'll reveal a million personal truths if I have to
To distract you and myself from the actual cause of this vacuum
I won't tell nobody how to live they life
In fact, sometimes I feel like giving up on trying to configure mine
I feel insecure and selfish, but don't question why
And I can't see me in your eyes no more
Yet still I try
How the fuck am I supposed to change myself when I don't know who I am?
Feeling overwhelmed again
I'm so scared of letting go
I want to hold onto your hand
Cause if I don't, then I'ma fall
And I don't know where I'm gon' land
Feeling pained, feel insane, we both feeling anxious
If we're sick of this game, then we oughta change it
Loose grip, feel us slipping out of syncopation
Full clip to my temple finna help escape it
Feeling pained, feel insane, we both feeling anxious
If we're sick of this game, then we oughta change it
Loose grip, feel us slipping out of syncopation
Full clip to my temple finna help escape it
Been here before
I have to ask if we had ever left
Rabbits sharing breath with death; invested in the restlessness
Talk in circles
Walking lines until the floor is lava
Mirror-Moving every turn, it was a gorgeous mantra
I got so pretty playing up the strength to hide the ugly
It's either living eye-to-eye or let you die above me
I'm laying in the bed I made
I'm sick of crying ugly
I was the bullet in the brain inside a dying puppy
Afraid to tweet
I wasn't eating; I was losing weight
Grandmama called me
I was lying: said I'm doing great
Mama told me she was scared, I need to process
My favorite save file erased, I need the progress
I touched the blackest part of the mirror to change the gamma
Tripping over words and burnt bridges with the strangest grammar
The only time I ever thought that I should paint the manor
What ain't the answer
(What?)
Feeling pained, feel insane, we both feeling anxious
If we're sick of this game, then we oughta change it
Loose grip, feel us slipping out of syncopation
Full clip to my temple finna help escape it
Feeling pained, feel insane, we both feeling anxious
If we're sick of this game, then we oughta change it
Loose grip, feel us slipping out of syncopation
Full clip to my temple finna help escape it
Yeah alright...
Please don't...
Writer(s): Dennis Billy Nettles, Ravil Melling
